On the other side, Ezeldah finally grabbed a seat that she had earlier not intended to use. The black, heavily feathered dress that she was wearing suddenly became too heavy and hot for her to handle.
The old man could see that his statement had gotten to her, and she knew exactly what he was talking about.
He explained: "Please note that the person he was addressing as mother was in a male form."
"Fiona! Her stupid name is Fiona," Ezeldah yelled, hitting the table, disgust evident on her face.
"Pardon?" The old man replied. He was now getting confused and could not keep up with the names or if they were talking about the same person.
"The mother ran away some two days ago. Now I understand she had to rescue her stupid daughter!" Ezeldah yelled, clenching her fist.
"So in short, you are saying while her daughter was out in the world, the mother was in your coven?"
